one zero twenty four

When there were more than 20 days before the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams, Tang Zhe began to get nervous. He gnawed on the book every day, and the papers were made softly. He wrote in front of SQL Server in the database experiment class Speaking of words, Teacher He laughed angrily.

There is an unwritten rule in the teacher's office of the Department of Computer Science at University A that students in each class are under the supervision of their own class teacher, and Tang Zhe is under the supervision of Song Shuo.This is because the teachers all know that Song Shuo likes this student very much, and they always joke about it. In the end, Tang Zhe, the class teacher, made the decision and pointed at Song Shuo: "Everyone heard, Tang Zhe will belong to Teacher Song in the future, don't come looking for him." Me!" At first, everyone took it as a joke and no one took it seriously, but Tang Zhe's class teacher would come and complain to Song Shuo every time he encountered something related to Tang Zhe, and added: "Teacher Song, please take care of me!" You student!" Song Shuo was also very popular among the teachers, and Song Shuo tried his best to refuse to be the class teacher at the beginning, so the teachers happily used "your student" to tease Song Shuo, Song Shuo was half helpless and half Say hello to other teachers jokingly: "My son has made you bother!"

Teacher He ran to make a small report with Song Shuo when he came back from class: "Look at what your good student is doing?"

Song Shuo enjoyed seeing the code Tang Zhe handed in, and took a screenshot and sent it to Tang Zhe: "This composition is well written!"

Tang Zhe received the screenshot and looked at what he had written, and hit his head on the paper. Song Shuo's second text message followed, "I'll wait for the grades to come out in February and let you handle it."

Tang Zhe was inexplicably embarrassed looking at the text message while holding his mobile phone. The words were serious, and he didn't know if the teacher was serious. Tang Zhe blushed.

The last long vacation was on October [-]st. After that, October was relatively easy. After November, Tang Zhe went to various computer rooms in class. After class, he either memorized English or coded codes to make models. He was too busy on Saturdays and Sundays Rest, when I feel that I am going to be exhausted and exhausted, I finally look forward to a three-day vacation-the school sports meeting is about to start!

The sports meeting was originally scheduled for mid-November, but it was raining all the time, and it dragged on until late November, and it was finally confirmed on a certain day when it finally cleared up.

Tang Zhe is a bad sportsman, he can climb the sixth floor until he is out of breath. Since he was a child, Tang Zhe's most glorious time in the sports meeting was in the sixth grade, when he climbed onto the rostrum and broke the horn, and was criticized by the whole school.But this does not prevent Tang Zhe from liking this activity. Sitting in the auditorium and cheering with his classmates when the sky is clear and sunny is almost one of the things he looks forward to most when he was a student.

Compared to Tang Zhe's good-for-nothing, his roommates are much more up-to-date.Zhuyeqing was the first three years in the long jump, but Bean Sprouts had good stamina and enthusiastically reported for the 3000-meter long-distance race, and Fatty... After this guy made a ground-breaking report for the high jump and won the championship in the freshman sports meeting, he is a classmate at this time of year every year. The top seed in the high jump.Tang Zhe, together with all the class committees, was in charge of the logistics, serving tea, water, shoulder rubs and massages to this group of athletes who had brought glory to the class.

The preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals of long jump and high jump were all on the first day. Compared with track and field, Tang Zhe sat in the corner of the playground with Fatty and Zhu Yeqing on the first day, and then helped the student union adjust the high jump pole The height or the long jump to clean up the crowd of onlookers or something.Track and field competitions - individual sprints, middle-distance races, and team relays are all concentrated on the second day.Tang Zhe was very busy this day, waiting to pick up his classmates at the finish line, handing water and towels to runners, and running errands to the rostrum to deliver cheering words.On the third day, it was the turn of the 3000 meters of Bean Sprouts. None of the three of Tang Zhe was idle. Meet at the end. Seven and a half laps of 3000 meters, Tang Zheguang's legs were weak when he counted on the sidelines. Bean sprouts seemed very relaxed in the first three laps. The fourth lap gradually slowed down, and the fifth lap was very slow. When I was doing laps, my little face turned pale, my face was covered with sweat, and my feet seemed almost unable to move.Fatty and Zhuyeqing followed and cheered up until the last half lap. Tang Zhe stood at the finish line to catch the bean sprouts who fell on his knees after crossing the line. Even the fatty and Zhuyeqing who ran together were exhausted.Tang Zhe didn't dare to let Bean Sprouts to rest immediately, and dragged him slowly for a few steps before taking a drink of water before stopping to rest.

The next game started not long after. None of the four wanted to move, so they just sat in the middle of the playground and watched, chatting with each other. After sitting for more than ten minutes, Bean Sprouts quickly came back to life.The few people had nothing to do and watched the sky together in a daze for more than half an hour, when they suddenly heard the broadcast informing the teacher that the relay race would start soon.Tang Zhe was taken aback, then turned to ask: "Teacher competition?"

The fat man was lying on the playground: "The class teacher relay, didn't it happen last year, and our class is fourth."

Only then did Tang Zhe recall that this was the case, but he had no memory of it, so he asked again: "Ms. Yang is not on maternity leave, who is going to run in our class?"

The fat man rolled his eyes at him, "Silly, we don't have a head teacher, we have a substitute class! Mr. Song!"

Tang Zhe said "ah", before he could speak, Bean Sprouts suddenly sat up from the ground like a dead body, and grabbed Tang Zhe's arm, "Da Zhe, this is your chance to win favor! Go and cheer for Teacher Song!" "

Tang Zhe was surprised, "Why am I fighting for favor?!"

Unexpectedly, Zhuyeqing also stood up and pulled Tang Zhe: "Yes, why did you forget this, Dazhe, go!"

After speaking, Zhu Yeqing pushed Tang Zhe's shoulder to tell him to go quickly. Tang Zhe was even more surprised. He turned around and asked me: "Am I rushing to serve Teacher Song's bed? Are you fighting for favor?"

Bean Sprouts said righteously, "Yes!"

"Huh?" Tang Zhe's eyes widened, and Bean Sprouts looked at his expression and thought for a while before saying, "No, it's more complicated than competing for favor in the bedroom. You're going to make love to other concubines!"

Tang Zhe: "..."

What kind of person am I in your eyes! ! ! !

Tang Zhe was taken aback by the unimaginable metaphor of bean sprouts, but Zhuyeqing didn't give him much time to think and pushed him to the side of the runway.Tang Zhe looked at the track. Song Shuo was the third runner and was on standby at the last corner.He took off his jacket and was only wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black sweatpants.

There was no teacher in the sports meeting, and Tang Zhe hadn't seen Song Shuo for several days.Besides, in Tang Zhe's impression, he was always the well-dressed teacher standing on the podium with some gentle manners. Unexpectedly, Song Shuo became an athlete on the field during "Three Days of Farewell".Tang Zhe had always been a spectator, and felt that Song Shuo was the same in his heart. When he suddenly saw Song Shuo like this, he felt a hundred percent novelty.He involuntarily squeezed into the crowd and looked eagerly at Song Shuo.

The starting gun rang when Tang Zhe was staring in a daze, followed by the sound of cheering all over the playground. Tang Zhe slightly covered his ears and tiptoed to look over there.The best teacher in their class is Teacher Xiao Liu who teaches modeling.Teacher Liu was yelled by his classmates for a simple and rude reason. Teacher Liu is only 1.5 meters tall, not very old, and usually very energetic in class, so the classmates yelled so kindly.Teacher Xiao Liu unexpectedly ran very fast, and the six of them ranked second, but the distance between the teachers was not very large.The second one is the returnee teacher who teaches computer network. The returnee teacher is not slow, but the other teacher in the same group is really too fast. Tang Zhe squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, cursing grass, that is electrical The head teacher is said to be a former sprinter!Compared with the other party, Mr. Ji Wang's engineering male body is really unbearable. The gap gradually widens, and Tang Zhe's class also falls to No.4.After Mr. Ji Wang ran through the curve, the next one was Song Shuo. Tang Zhe, a perennial spectator, felt nervous watching other people running at the sports meeting for the first time.Just as he subconsciously clenched his fists and waited for Song Shuo and Mr. Ji Wang to take over, a boy in front suddenly moved, blocking Tang Zhe's entire line of sight.With a "tsk", he quickly got out of the crowd, ran to the front and leaned out to look out.

Song Shuo had already taken over the baton now, and the red ribbon of the baton was lifted up. Song Shuo ran very hard, the hair on his forehead was lifted by the wind, revealing his smooth forehead.Tang Zhe stared at Song Shuo and thought miraculously: "Song Shuo is running with glasses on... I wonder if the glasses will shake?" 100 meters quickly, and Song Shuo has arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.It was only then that he realized that Song Shuo hadn't come here alone, he was followed by half of the basketball team and almost all the girls in the class...

After Song Shuo handed over the baton to the fourth teacher to complete his task, he stopped and walked to the lawn of the playground, bending over and panting with his knees on his knees. A group of people in the class surrounded him with a clap and said, "Teacher Song, you Run so fast!"

"Mr. Song, are you tired?"

"Dude, you are so handsome! You can catch up with such a big gap."

Tang Zhe remembered to pay attention to the results of the competition, and turned his head to look at the fourth round. Song Shuo recovered the gap in the second round. The teacher was very good at the fourth round, and finally took the second place.

Song Shuo took a few breaths and stood up straight, "I played football when I was in college."

Wang Kai raised his hand and hooked Song Shuo's shoulder, and said with a smile that there was no difference between a teacher and a student: "That's right, Teacher Song is awesome!"

Song Shuo was a little tired just after running, but Wang Kai exerted so much strength that Song Shuo shook slightly when he bumped into him.The girls next to her were unhappy, "Wang Kai, let go of the teacher. The teacher just finished running, and you still want Teacher Song to carry you!"

Song Shuo smiled and pointed to the finish line, "Stop surrounding me, go to the finish line to express condolences to Teacher Wang."

Several people responded but none of them moved, and someone asked again: "Does Teacher Song drink water?"

"Ms. Song, do you want to walk around and do some exercise..."

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, Mr. Song..."

Standing on the periphery, Tang Zhe suddenly felt that there was no need for him to come here. He pouted and was about to leave when he heard someone calling him from behind. He turned around and saw that Song Shuo had broken through the crowd and was walking towards him, "Come here pick me up?"

Tang Zhe chuckled, "Teacher Song doesn't need me to pick it up..." Before he finished speaking, Song Shuo suddenly stretched out his hand to draw the water he was holding.

"That's me..." I drank it... Tang Zhe was stuck in his throat, watching Song Shuo in a daze as he finished the remaining half of the bottle in one gulp.Song Shuo wiped his mouth and smiled at him: "What's the matter?" His face was still a little red after exercising, his hair was blown up in a mess by the wind, and the water he drank just now flowed down the corner of his mouth. To the neck, slipped over the Adam's apple and into the clothes.

Tang Zhe was speechless.

Song Shuo took off his glasses and placed them on top of Tang Zhe's head. He pulled up the collar of his clothes and wiped the sweat on his face. The hem of his clothes was pulled up, exposing Song Shuo's thin waist.

Tang Zhe took a quick glance, then immediately looked at Song Shuo cautiously, and then quietly squinted his eyes when he found that Song Shuo hadn't noticed.

After Song Shuo wiped his sweat, he turned his head and raised his hand to greet Wang Kai. Tang Zhe turned his head to look at it. Wang Kai walked over a few steps and handed a black coat to Song Shuo. The man said: "What are you still doing here? The student union will check the attendance later, and they will all go and sit down. There will be [-] finals later. You class committees will go and see and help." After finishing speaking, he turned back and talked to Tang Zhe nodded, and led the mighty support group away.

Tang Zhe lowered his head and kicked the stone under his feet, "Cut."

Under the instigation of roommates, Tang Zhe won the battle for the honor of Teacher Song's favorite. , Tang Zhe didn't even touch a side during the whole process.

In the final comprehensive ranking of the sports meeting, Tang Zhe didn't get anything in his class, but the competition award Bean Sprouts came in sixth, Fatty came in second, Zhu Yeqing didn't perform well this year and missed the top three. First and third, and the teacher relay of Song Shuo's group.Overall it's a good harvest.

After more than two weeks of grinding after the sports meeting, the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams finally came.

Tang Zhe took the exam early in the morning. When he got up, he packed up his things and entered the exam room without even bringing his mobile phone.For more than two hours, I fluctuated between "What the hell is this?" and "Hey, I can do this", and my hearing was as muddled as the previous three times. Fortunately, the results of the special training are reflected in reading and writing. Tang Zhe did it very smoothly, and the translator sprayed blood on the "Socialist Market Economy Experimental Field", and finally handed in the paper with tears in his eyes.

Generally speaking, Tang Zhe felt that he was quite satisfied with his performance. As soon as he came out of the examination room, he felt that the mountain that had been pressing on him was gone, and he felt refreshed.He went back to the dormitory, touched the phone, opened it, and found a text message from Song Shuo.

"I invite you to eat lobster on Sunday after the exam."

Aww, lobster!

Tang Zhe edited the text message in a snap: "Teacher, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day!"

He waited for a while, but Song Shuo didn't reply to the text message. Tang Zhe was a little depressed. Bean sprouts had already passed the fourth level, and he went out to the library to read a book early in the morning. Knowing where to hang out, he turned on the computer feeling empty.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment, Tang Zhe got the phone and pressed answer, Song Shuo's voice came over: "It's not as good as hitting the sun today, come down, Marshal Tang, I'm downstairs."